[i][color=ed1c24]'Guard work? Well, as long as it pays it's fine. Plus I'll have Brienna close by incase I need her help,'[/color][/i] he reasoned in his head with a smile. His thoughts though were cut off as Brienna came to a stop by a window. Jason was about to ask why they stopped, but he was cut off by several bright lights from outside. He followed her gaze and was met with the breath taking sight of fireworks lighting up the sky. He stared at the sight with amazement before hearing Brienna whisper her question of his time into his ear with her smooth soft voice. Jason felt his smile grow as he stared at the sight. Memories of his childhood flooded his mind and he began to think of his hometowns famous firework festival. He always went with his family and enjoyed the show with joy and laughter.

Jason slowly nodded and replied while still staring at the breath taking sight.[color=ed1c24] "Yeah, we sure do. Ours were more advanced then these seeing as how we could form images, or spell out words with well placed fireworks, but even in the past they're still amazing,"[/color] he explained with a soft smile as a certain memory of his mother drifted into his head. He chuckled and shook his head. [color=ed1c24]"Ya know, my mom actually loved fireworks. She said they lit up the soul even in the darkest of times. She'd even give us a sparkler, a small stick that had sparks fly from the end you lit it from, and told us that the sparks were like the human heart. They may go out, but with a small flame they would reignite and keep going on,"[/color] he said and rubbed the back of his head with red cheeks and an embarrassed chuckle. [color=ed1c24]"She also get on my case when I used them to dual other boys in a sparkler war,"[/color] he laughed at the memories, but stopped once he realized his rambling. He scratched his cheek and gave a sheepish smile. [color=ed1c24]"A-anyways, they're basically the same as they are back home."[/color] he said as he looked back to Brienna, only to freeze. The fireworks lit up her face and gave her a beautiful image, almost as if she was a rare jewel that has been untouched for ages and kept its natural beauty. He cleared his throat and looked back to the show. 

[@Wick]